This is going to be fun, Jake knows I am in for games, but no one else here knows. And I am going to fucking lead them on.

"Well Evans, you need to explain the rules to me first, as I have no idea", I play dumb.

I couldn't quite decide whom to fuck up, whether Evans or Jake? But as Evans invited me, it will have to be him.

Evans explains me the basics and hands me a billiard cue. He patiently shows me how to apply the chalk, and while I am trying my hardest to keep my face straight, I see Jake tense up with Evans so close to me.

Gentleman as he is, Evans lets me hit the ball first. I hit the ball hard putting two solid ones in a pocket. Luckily, I didn't hitch a half one.

"Hey you seem to be lucky", he chuckles.

Let's just wait and see how long you will chuckle. The next one I place purposely wrong, leading him on for one more round, and put a fake pout on my face. Evans puts three half ones into the pockets looking proud of himself. Enjoying this full of self-confidence he offers to help me and shows me how to use the cue. He places a hand on my hip while leaning over me and showing me how to aim.

By the look on his face, Jake is ready to jump Evans any second, his muscles on his jaw working hard while his teeth are clenched.

"I am only allowed the solid ones, right?"

"Yeah right and the black one has to stay to go down as last one for either of us. It goes opposite from the pocket you put your last ball in."

"Ok, I think I've understood."

From the side I can see Jake relax all of a sudden.
He knows me too well, he has figured out I am playing and I see a smirk appear on his face. So, I decide to send him a small wink causing him to bite down on his lips. It's obvious he is fighting to hold back a laugh so badly.

I set four in a pocket after each other easily, leaving me one plus the black one. Every time I bend over I know everyone is either staring at my ass or my cleavage. Evans's jaw dropped as I set the second one down without any effort and is watching me in awe with the other two. My biggest issue right now is, the black ball is right in front of the whole for my next ball. So I just give the white ball a simple shot moving my last ball away from the black one without putting it down.

"You bitch lead me on", Evans states shaking his head with amusement.

"Yeah well you knew I worked in a pub for two years, could have guessed I might have been playing during that time. It's just too much fun making you guy's believe this is a guy's thing."

"Just like with skating, huh?", he laughs.

"Yep just like that."

Of course, I win in the end. I take a couple of rounds with other guys who think they can take me down. At some point I wonder if they are so eager to lose or if they just want to keep on gawking and keep up playing out of that reason against me.

"I'll take you down", Jake says loud.

"You have just seen the last games, right?"

"Yep, I did. And I say I'll take you down. If I lose you can make me buy your booze, for the next month."

What's he up to? He must be quite sure of himself. I have never seen him play, so I can't quite make out what to think of this. Is his ego boosted so much, or is he really this good?

"You know that's going to get damn expensive for you? And what's your prize?"

"A simple dance tomorrow night."

"A dance?" Jake simply nods as reply.

I see Evans face change and I know he isn't liking this at all. Before Evans can say a thing, I answer.

"Ok, deal", unsure if this was a good idea.

This game is way different from those before, both of us are fully concentrated, we mess up things for each other. But we are fairly equal in taking our balls down. In the end it's all about the black ball and Jake manages to put it down.

"Guess I've just got myself a dance for tomorrow night", he says smirking. "You played well Skater girl", he whispers while passing me. "But this time I win."

I can't keep a chuckle back. "You know I am going to get my revenge on you."

"And I'm just waiting for it."

My phone buzzes moments later. Reading the text, I nearly laugh out loud.

If it ends up with your panties over my chair, I can't wait for that revenge.

He walks out to get some beers, but turns back to me to throw me a dirty smirk.

You perv

I reply quickly before Evans can catch on.

We all have a couple of beers before we head home at 2am. Finally weekend, my first weekend officially as student. Evans and I are both quite canned and it takes us longer than usual to walk. We stay fairly silent on our way, I think he is pissed about the dance with Jake.

"I see the way he looks at you. It's different from the looks he gives the other girls", Evans breaks the silence.

"We have a history", I shrug it off but feel a fluttering in the pit of my stomach with those words.

What the hell?

"You still like him, don't you?"

"I....I don't know what to feel. We have a good and a very bad history. We had many years together. But I like you too and I know it's not fair."

"I know you like me, I can see it in your eyes and feel how you relax around me. I just don't know if I can compete with him. He's a jerk and doesn't deserve you and yet I saw the sparks in your eyes tonight when you look at him."

Sighing I look up at him and feel damn guilty. "I'm so sorry Evans. If Jake hadn't appeared I think my mind wouldn't be such a mess and I could have given you what you deserve. I really do like you and I am sure you are the better one for me. But as long as I don't know what I feel for Jake I just can't be with you. You deserve a girl who knows a hundred percent for sure."

"You can never be sure with love, there are always risks". his voice only barely a whisper.

"I know, but it shouldn't feel so right and so wrong at the same time. I don't want to lead you on Evans, and I am afraid of losing you at the same time. I guess the only reason I am brave enough to say this right now, is because I am drunk."

"You'll never lose me, even if you decide against me. I simply like you too much, to let you slip away. And be sure if it's him, I'll be waiting for him to make his mistake."

He's ever so sweet, too sweet. I don't deserve him. Before I leave for my apartment I give him a quick peck on the cheek.

It takes me a whole while until I am able to fall asleep. My mind keeps on going in circles. Why is it so damn hard, to know how I feel? Gosh two weeks ago I didn't even want a boyfriend, I wanted to have simple one-night stands. And now there are two guys wanting more from me than a one night stand, well to be honest with Jake I don't even exactly know what he wants. And to top it off I have no idea, whom or what I want.

In the morning Emi can't wait to get started. We have been so looking forward to being together and yet we have hardly seen each other this week. So, I guess I can deal with a shopping tour with my bestie. She tells me all about her week, she has obviously already picked out quite a few hotties she's interested in and has a date for tonight. Which means she needs a smoking hot outfit for tonight. And I know I am not getting away with any less.

"Sweetheart, we came here with the intention to get laid, so you should fucking stick to it now. And I don't care if it's Evans or even Jake. Just enjoy it and make sure you blow their minds with that outfit. We need new underwear by the way too. I mean something that screams fuck me, as soon as they get to see it."

A woman passing us in the store shakes her head while taking some boring smart dress off a stand.

"Well needn't shake your head at us lady, at least we'll get laid. Your dress tells us it won't work that good for you", Emi says loud making me want to be invisible but I chuckle at the same time.

We chase through a few stores, before we find what we are looking for. Emi as always has a tight-fitting mini dress, but this time she chooses a bright yellow one with a black net top going over it. As she doesn't have much boobs, she doesn't choose a deep cleavage but rather a good push up in black showing under the dress matching the black net top.

"OMG Sam, I have found yours", she squeaks all excited.

To my surprise it's black, it is completely made out of sequins, something I'd never choose myself. Before I can even take a decent look, she is shoving me direction the changing rooms.

Gosh I don't know if I can wear this, I have never ever worn anything like it. Guess I will have to wear high heels again. The skirt is so short I definitely shouldn't bend over and it's hugging my backside like a second skin. My back is completely free and a necktie waterfall cleavage gives away quite a lot too. A major part of my tatts can be seen. This would be the perfect outfit for a good club, but for a student party?

"Emi you sure about this? I mean it's a student party!"

"So what? Do you want to look like all the others?"

I never look like the others anyway, but I keep that to myself.

"Fine, but this is a one-off thing you hear me? I am not going to wear anything like this again. I'm doing this for you", I huff to make it clear to her.

Looking at the price, I feel like tumbling over. Ah suck it, this is a hot dress and a one-off thing. I'll just pretend I am a normal girl going shopping crashing the credit card.

Fuck I can't even wear a bra underneath this. Emi picks out a dead hot thong for me, it's red lace and on the hips it has only three fine strings attached. Thank god I don't have any fat they could dig into. As I don't want to spend any more money, I simply choose to take some high heels I already have at home and I know exactly which. They are black sued with sequins at the heels.

Because Emi wants me to look perfect she decides to do my make-up, while she tells me all about Ian she is meeting tonight and all about his abs. How has she even seen them if she is dating him for the first time tonight? I wanted to ask, then I decided I might not want to know. Once I look into the mirror I am shocked, I was so into listening to her, I didn't realize she put a red lipstick on me. Something I would usually never wear. It's dark red looking a bit velvety, my eyes therefore are kept fairly natural, only light natural shades of eyeshadow a thin line of eyeliner and some mascara. She added some slight blush to my high cheek bones accentuating them more.

Not wanting to spend ages on my hair I decide to wear them in a messy bun, letting some of my wild curls fall out. Stepping in front of the huge mirror I stare at myself for ages. I guess for the first time in my life I look like a real woman, sexy and well kind of pretty.

Emi is so excited about our freshman party, she squeaks all excited and is clapping her hands on our way to the cab. She seems to have forgotten we've already been to two parties. And shall I mention none of them really ended well for me? At the moment I am glad Evans is already at the party as he helped prepare everything with Jake and the crew. All I hope for right now is that those two got on. I would somehow feel awkward in the situation we are in, to turn up at Jake's party together with Evans.

Why do I feel this is fucked up already?

A/N: I think it's about time for some steamy stuff soon, what do you think? Sam has been indecisive long enough now. But does that also mean shit is going down? Who knows? ;) Stay tuned in.

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